Luyện nghe bài hát Mourn

Hotel of doom
I can't find a
broken hearted woe

Sheets and pillows
My telephone broken
I'm calling
no reply

Be my
Be my
Be my

my sight but not my heart
I miss my home
Adopted son mourn
Adopted son mourn

Sermon in praise
In a empty space
Pit no ones sorrow against own

Seven days in
The last three inflamed
I stand
As they're blind

Be my
Be my
Be my

Stole my sight but not my
Missing the lone state
My blood runs cold, I

my sight but not my heart
I miss my home
Adopted son mourn
Mourn, yeah,

Be my
Be my
Be my

Stole my but not my heart
Missing the lone home
My blood runs cold, I

Stole my sight but not my
I my second home
son doth mourn